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We should focus on promoting positive and healthy life advice, such as maintaining a balanced diet, regular exercise, avoiding bad habits such as excessive drinking and smoking, and cultivating good interpersonal relationships and psychological qualities. These are the keys to a happy and healthy life.

– Che cosa vedi? – Una specie di vermiciattolo agitato, che non si ferma mai. – È la vita, –


If you have already read the first three books of the Rabbit saga (*1), Updike seems to whisper to you: “Relax, I'll take care of it.” You know you can trust him, you don't have to rush. Instead, you must carefully check the folds of his bitterest sentences, because there are hidden the truths that many seek and then are not willing to accept.


Updike enjoys the appreciation of a good part of his fellow writers. He is able to reproduce the flow of thoughts of his character as if he were using a mental GoPro. The description reaches a higher level and becomes an inner symbol, an association of thoughts. It happens naturally and recurrently. It is spontaneous to think of those writers who applaud themselves for a successful feint. Here we are in the presence of a writer who does not take into account the concept of extraordinary.


The point of the novel that I appreciated the most was around page 250. After a masterful twist, I imagined Updike getting up satisfied from the chair as if the described experience had really happened to him. He does not tell of a man who ages, he is that man, he is inside that character and now, at the end of the saga, he has dragged me there too. The end of the second part of the book is a bit dragged out, and the third part has the fault of having a title that is an unacceptable spoiler (the correct title would have been Pennsylvania/Florida). Nevertheless, it leads to an unexpected turning point.


(As in my notes)

I'm at 80%, there has been a turning point. Unfortunately, the title of the third part is too explicit, it is an unforgivable anticipation. Don't leave me, old bastard, keep me company at least until I go back to work, but also in the following days, when I wake up early or go to bed without being able to fall asleep. Rabbit, you are an irresponsible, a traitor, a womanizer, you have failed as a father, as a husband, as a lover.. but damn it, whoever invented you was a great writer.


This and the previous book are the best of the saga. I can't guarantee that you will like them, I can only tell you that I would be happy not to have read them yet, to be able to read them instead of anyone who will not appreciate them.


For those who are not afraid of spoilers, here are the impressions of Julian Barnes

http://ricerca.repubblica.it/repubbli...


Soundtrack:

Vaya Con Dios - (1952 cover) - Les Paul and Mary Ford

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJkMV...


Louis Prima Just A Gigolo I Ain't Got Nobody

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kkrb4...




(*1)

Rabbit, Run (Corri, Coniglio, 1960)


Rabbit Redux (Il ritorno di Coniglio, 1971)


Rabbit is Rich (Sei ricco, Coniglio, 1981)

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Rabbit At Rest (Riposa Coniglio, 1990)

This is probably my favorite among the four books.

It comprehensively sums up Rabbit's life. As he delves into the memories of all that he and his family have endured, he ultimately reaches an acceptance of his own being.

I really liked the way Janice evolves and is able to enhance her self-esteem and confidence. And, one can only hope that their son Nelson has also gleaned a few valuable lessons and has begun to mature.

This is a highly interesting series, especially considering that each of the four books was penned ten years apart. It is truly fascinating to look back in time and witness the current events of each era through the author's perspective (particularly if you lived through those eras!).

This series might not be to everyone's taste, and I even (at times) had doubts about whether I wanted to continue. However, in the final analysis, I'm glad that I persevered.

Pulitzer Prize winner in 1991. Oh my gosh! I'm truly in disbelief that I'm having to say goodbye to Harry "Rabbit" Angstrom, Janice, and the entire family! This was the fourth and final book in the Rabbit series. I seriously loathed seeing it come to an end. It was simply superb - I breezed through those 500+ pages in no time.

There isn't a whole lot to add here that hasn't already been said. Updike possessed an amazing talent for observing life and presenting it in a manner that we can all identify with. This particular novel focused on Harry at the age of 55, but he wasn't in as good of a condition (both physically and mentally) as the typical 55-year-old male. There were numerous moments of reflecting on life, just like in the other three novels, but now with a bittersweet sentiment since most of his life was already behind him.

The only reason I gave it 4 stars instead of 5 is because there is one scene near the end that is extremely implausible and out of place in this otherwise genuine story. I won't disclose what it is, but I will say that it's infuriating because it's something I've perhaps only encountered from other authors a few other times (thank goodness!). What occurred? Updike inserted himself and crafted a scene that was a personal fantasy for him and not for the character or even in line with the plot. I regarded it as a cheap trick, for a tawdry personal thrill.

But all in all, I absolutely adored this story and found myself instantly engaged and immersed in Harry's life once more. And Updike's remarkable and masterful writing. I will always be on the lookout for more of Updike's works to read. Always.

I dreaded reading this book.

To be honest, it took me two whole weeks to finish the last 50 pages.

I miss Harry Angstrom, not as if a dear friend has passed away, but rather as if I myself have died and yet still linger around to mourn my own loss.

What's strange is that I didn't truly like Rabbit. However, I did understand him in a way that I've never understood anyone else except myself.

That, to me, is Updike's genuine talent: stripping away to reveal an unadorned life and expose the raw emotions and thoughts that we cover layer after layer with the daily grind.

I'm having a hard time not going back and rereading the Rabbit series right now.

The only thing that holds me back is the hope that I'll come across another book that will touch me just as deeply.

Updike's ability to bring a character to life and make the reader feel such a profound connection is truly remarkable.

It makes me wonder if there are other books out there that can have the same impact on me.

For now, I'll continue my search, hoping to find that next great read that will leave me with the same sense of longing and understanding.

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Man, this John Updike is truly an outstanding writer!

The way he weaves his expressions into the story, page after page, is simply intoxicating. It's no wonder that this book was his second Pulitzer Prize winner in this series.

Rabbit, now 57 years old, is still running away from life as he has shaped it. He is constantly grappling with trying to sort out things with his family and other complex issues. It's a captivating portrayal of a man's journey through life's challenges.

I'm extremely glad that I discovered this series. And now, I'm eagerly looking forward to delving into the final book. The writing is of such high quality that it keeps pulling me in and making me eager to see what happens next. It's a literary experience that I will cherish.

Rabbit at Rest, the final installment in the Harry Angstrom cycle penned by Updike, delves deep into the conclusion of Rabbit's life and his sense of disillusionment towards the end of the 1980s. This remarkable work is truly deserving of the Pulitzer Prize it received (Updike's second, following the equally outstanding Rabbit is Rich). One can say that the familiar cast of characters from the previous books makes an appearance, and there is a wonderful circular return at the very end. It is an essential read for anyone seeking to understand America on the cusp of the 1990s.

This excellent book explores profound themes such as aging, death, and fatherhood. Updike's intimate prose style, which is uniquely his own, brings these themes to life in a way that is both engaging and thought-provoking. The story takes readers on a journey through Rabbit's final days, revealing his hopes, fears, and regrets. It is a powerful and poignant exploration of the human condition that will leave a lasting impression on the reader.

According to the Chinese Zodiac, 2017 was the year of the Rooster. However, for me, it was the year of the Rabbit. This year, I discovered with great joy the brilliance of John Updike. I've delved into the four books he wrote about Rabbit Angstrom, the guy we all love to hate or hate to love.

I'm bidding farewell to this flawed character with misty eyes. Somehow, from the start, despite his reprehensible and often misogynistic ways (and his overuse of the "C" word), I liked the bastard. From his family-fleeing days in the 50's, his communal experiences in the 60's, his swinging life in the 70's, to now in the 80's.

We're in 1989, the end of the Reagan era. Bill Cosby is still a role model to many, Cabbage Patch kids are all the rage, Melanie Griffiths stars in Working Girl, women have shoulder pads in every article of clothing. And there's also AIDS and piles of cocaine.

Rabbit is 56 going on 90. He has a bad heart, and throughout the book, we're painfully aware of each constriction, each suffocating breath. It's clear his hold on life is tenuous. I was begging him to stop eating dry-roasted cashews, but he wouldn't listen. You'd think with his plaque-filled ventricles he wouldn't be able to misbehave as he did in other books, but he does, and more so than ever.

He's spending half the year in Florida with Janice, chasing the perfect golf swing. Meanwhile, Nelson, the most dislikable and annoying character I can remember reading, is growing his rat-tail and sniffing up the profits at Springer Motors like a "good" son.

Rabbit is comfortable but only medium-happy at best. With age, it's hard to say he's acquired wisdom, though his internal monologues still boast his insightful commentary and observations.

I loved being back in the Angstrom family's world, as dysfunctional as it is. This book, focusing on mortality, has many excellent parts. My favorite is a perilous scene on the ocean with Rabbit and his granddaughter. However, I felt many parts were really rambling and repetitive. I could have done without much of the roadside commentary every time he got in a car or the very detailed recollections of Brewer in its heyday.

The other thing that bothered me is the unbelievability of one of the main plot points. Rabbit and his daughter-in-law Pru have sex. It just stretches my suspension of disbelief too much on both sides. The more I think about it, the more contrived it seems. It crosses a line of fucked-upness that I can't take. It also treads a weird quasi-incestuous line that I've had enough of this year in many books.

The book and series end in a heartbreakingly perfect denouement, our hero coming full circle. I'm so sad to witness Rabbit's never-ending human struggle. I want him to succeed, be happy, figure it all out, have great sex, and find the same freedom as on the basketball court in high school. Maybe through the everyday tragedy of Rabbit's life, we can see our own, and that's where the redemption lies.

We are each of us like our little blue planet, hung in black space, upheld by nothing but our mutual reassurances, our loving lies.

Pe Rabbit începi să-l iubești pe neștiute, mai mult din obișnuința de a tot citi despre el preț de sute de pagini, 4 volume.

It's not because he really deserves it (he is hard to love, but easier to love than his wife).

Eventually, you come to sympathize with him secretly. Also, because he is always in conflict with the rest of the world (as you wish you were too).

Rabbit would have had his own rhythm (of living his life), but others have always spied on him and dug into his affairs, hurrying him towards the place where he finally ended up.

Tour de force, masterpiece, literary marathon - all these inflated clichés! But how well they fit here, with Updike!

Perhaps I would have admired Roth more only because I didn't come across Updike earlier.

What is a life supposed to be? Rabbit's daughter-in-law poses this question, lamenting that there is no other for comparison. However, at his best, Updike has achieved just that with the Rabbit books. He presents us with another life, that of a rather ordinary and somewhat bumbling everyman, a former athlete who deteriorates right before our eyes.

Updike's remarkable ability to inhabit such a normal person with sympathy and honesty elevates these books to the status of the Great American Novel pantheon. He has chronicled Rabbit's journey from his rather unappealing youth, through his midlife crisis, and into retirement. Along the way, Rabbit has gained some wisdom, but not a great deal. He remains self-absorbed, self-pitying, and selfish until the end. The story feels as real as any I've ever read.

However, not everything in these books works as well. Updike's insistence on having Rabbit stumble through the headlines of each decade, in a Forrest Gump-style, sometimes feels forced and superficial. In the 60s, Rabbit encounters free love and civil rights, which didn't quite work out as expected in "Rabbit Redux." In the 70s, in "Rabbit is Rich," he explores wife swapping, which, surprisingly, has a somewhat positive outcome. In the 80s, Rabbit deals with coke and AIDS, but it all seems a bit contrived.

"Rabbit at Rest" is not a disaster like "Rabbit Redux," but it's not great either. The coke-and-AIDS plotlines are rather dumb, and the parade where Rabbit is dressed as Uncle Sam is too obvious. Additionally, there is an excessive amount of talk about golf, which is, quite frankly, not very interesting.

Updike's writing about sex can be both brilliant and a bit of a letdown. Sometimes, it effectively moves the plot forward, but other times, it feels like he's just typing one-handed while masturbating. The major sex scene in this book, which involves Rabbit and his kid's wife, is simply unbelievable.

Despite these flaws, when Updike delves into Rabbit's thoughts and feelings about mortality, the writing becomes truly insightful. Rabbit has reached the stage of life where friends are starting to die, and his own heart problems make him acutely aware of his own fragility. As a describer of America, Updike may have his flaws, but as a describer of the human soul, he is magnificent. His portrayal of Rabbit's life as a silly thing that will be a relief to discard is both poignant and true. My own life, when compared to Rabbit's, also seems rather silly, but in a way, that makes me feel more human.

Where oh where will Rabbit go to rest?

Where will it all - all four decades worth of this, an all American life - culminate - and how?

A: In Florida; and boringly.

This is a tremendously slow trek through Harry Angstrom’s last year. We witness the guy eat himself to death and burn bridges with family and friends. (Eh… what’s new?)

The sick sad life of the American Male: the fourth novel is overkill. While it's perfectly nice to revisit some of Rabbit’s highlights and (mostly) low-lights, how on earth can a life be reduced to American history merged so neatly with a deep and personal human experience? It doesn’t work, this attempt to encapsulate life, to show how America is as much a part of it as family is.

I have only one idea as to why the tetralogy is so lauded today (and when each individual novel was first published): DAMN GOOD prose. The writing is so vivid and engaging that it draws the reader in, despite the rather unappealing subject matter. It makes you want to keep reading, even when you know it's not going to end well.

Perhaps that's the true genius of the tetralogy - its ability to make us care about a character who is, in many ways, a failure.